A/N: Yay I updated rather quickly! I hope you guess enjoy this chapter! remember to review!
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Castiel frowned and looked over at Dean, the fear was clear to see in his shimmering eyes. He slowly backed up until his back hit the wall, he wrapped his arms around his shaking torso.
"Dean!" Azazel said wanting to run to the boy.
Castiel looked to the man he'd grown up with; he looked so different. He looked older than he really was, his tired face lined with worry and maybe fear…Castiel couldn't really tell. Castiel gritted his teeth and haltingly stepped forward. "Azazel? What are you doing here? Is Lucifer with you?"
Azazel's frown deepened, "Chris?"
Castiel closed his eyes and shuttered at the sound of that name.
"Dean," John said. "Dean it's okay," he stepped toward his son. "He's not who you think!"
Dean shook his head. "No," he whispered sliding to the floor. "I can't deal with you right now."
John walked over to his son. "Dean he's not going to hurt you...He isn't the kid from that night."
Dean laughed darkly moving his arms to hug his knees to his chest. "Now you don't believe me either," he whispered.
John shook his head. "What are you talking about? I was on the phone. I…I heard everything."
"Dean, please you have to believe your father. The boy who was with you that night wasn't me!" Azazel explained. "It was my brother Lucifer. We're identical twins. After you and I had that conversation after school, I ran home! I thought I could trust my brother, so I told him...you have to understand I was afraid of what could have happened between us…If you knew who my father was you'd understand."
"I know who your father is you bastard!" Dean shouted quickly getting to his feet. "You've been talking about him for the past three years!"
John's heart stopped and he looked to Azazel. "What?"
Azazel was just as confused. "Dean, what do you mean the last three years?" he asked not wanting to know the answer. He could tell that John already knew what the boy was going to say because of the way he shut his eyes and bowed his head.
"You know damn well what I mean!" he yelled. "I've been sick to my stomach for the past week cause I didn't know when you were gonna pop up!" There were hot tears in his eyes. "Why can't you just leave me alone?" he said, his voice hoarse and broken.
"Dean," John said looking at his scared, broken son. "Why didn't you tell me? I could have helped!"
"Because I'm the only thing standing between him and Sammy"
"He threatened your brother?" Azazel asked.
"What's this "he" shit? It was you?" he shouted. "Why wait four year to tell me it wasn't?"
"Because I've been under the observation of my father! After I heard what Lucifer did to you, I tried to go to the police! To you! But my father wouldn't have it and sent me to college with his friends constantly watching me and his checking up on me every day!"
"So Alistair knows where you are?" Castiel asked.
Azazel nodded, "Unfortunately, and I'll probably end up dead tomorrow."
Castiel's eyes widened. "Y-you lead him here," he asked his heart pounding and his chest becoming heavy. Castiel shook his head "I-I have to get home. I have to tell my mother."
"Castiel, no!" John said "You can't go home yet. Zachariah is here to see your mother."
Castiel felt like falling to the floor, this was the worst day of his life. He just wanted to lay down and die. His fake dad was probably looking for him and now his real dad is here too. Castiel looked at the floor. "I'm so tired and confused! All I want to do is to go home, and get Ben so I can feel safe for once today!" he said.
Dean tilted his head "Beneficio?" he said wiping his eyes with his sleeve.
Castiel frowned "How did-..."
"... My mom made him for me."
Castiel's vision went blurry and his head started to pound. "Dean?" he said before everything went black.
~Dream/memories~
"Come on Chris," Azazel whispered.
"We're gonna get caught!" Gabriel whispered staring at the door in fear.
"I almost got it!" Castiel said reaching for the windows ledge. He took a deep breath and jumped off Azazel's shoulders and grasped the windows ledge. "I got it!" he said trying to pull himself up. He was so weak, father stopped feeding him about two weeks ago.
Azazel put his hand under Castiel's foot and pushed him through the window.
"Quick, someone's coming!" Gabriel said.
Azazel looked up through the window to Castiel."Christopher, run! Go down this street until you hit a turn, then go left! Find a Mr. John Winchester's house. His last name is written on the mail box, he's a police officer. Tell him about this place make him take you back here! No matter how bad you don't want to come back! Come back for us please! Now run and don't stop until you find John Winchester!" he said frantically.
Castiel nodded before turning and running to the street, he could hear yelling and screaming behind him but he didn't look back. The snow froze his feet and the cold air scratched his throat. It felt like hours had passed before he hit the turn, and when he saw the head lights off a car coming from the right side he quickly started to sprint down the left. That's where Azazel said to go right? His mind was a mess as he forced to keep his legs running. His eyes scanning each mail box as he ran past.
He was running down the middle of the street so he could read all the mail boxes, but he still didn't see Winchester. Castiel was too busy reading mailboxes he didn't see the ice on the road and ended up falling.
Tires screeched to a stop and a car door opened. "Hey kid!" a man yelled.
"Dad, what's going on?"
"Just stay in the car!" he said kneeling in front of Castiel. "Hey, it's okay. I'm a police officer" he said calmly.
Castiel's eyes widened "Of- officer Winchester?" he asked nervously.
John frowned "Yes?"
Castiel started to sob. "You have to help! M-my brother said to find you! You have to go back to our house, our f-father is a bad man and you can't leave them there...I left them there!" he choked out.
"Hey, it's gonna be okay. You're safe now," he said placing a comforting hand on his shoulder "What's your name?"
Castiel thought for a moment...what should he say. Father said to tell every adult Christopher, but Gabriel has been the only one to keep his real name more than just a faded memory.
"Always remember your real name Castiel," Gabe would say. "If you ever get out of here then you'll be able to find your real parents"
"Castiel...Castiel Novak"
John nodded, "Okay, that's a nice name." He stood up and put his hand on Castiel's back. "Come with me," he said.
Castiel slowly walked towards the police car. John opened the passenger door for him and helped him inside. Next to him was a boy, about his age. His face was bruised and he was sitting at an awkward angle. Castiel sniffled wiping his eyes.
"I-I'm Dean" the boy next him said.
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Castiel jolted awake 'Winchester, Officer Winchester' his thoughts race as he looked at the room around him. He knew it was Dean's; he recognized it. He'd slept in this room with Dean for the month and a half.
Why didn't anyone tell him; why did they let him suffer? And Dean, poor Dean with what Lucifer did to him. Castiel was furious as he stood from the bed and pulled the door open.
"I want to see my son!"
Castiel new that voice as he quickly walked down the stairs. At the bottom he saw his mother standing next to his father. Azazel, John, Mary, Dean, and Sam were standing there. John stepping forward "And what makes you think you deserve to!" John yelled "I know what you did to him once you got him home! You should be in jail you son of a bitch!"
"John," Mary said grabbing his arm, "Now is not the time to start a fist fight."
Zachariah clenched his fist. "It was because of your abomination that I had to punish him! He would have been fine if he hadn't spent so much time with your faggot!"
Dean looked at the floor; Sam placed a comforting hand on his arm.
Castiel felt his anger melt as he ran over to Dean and wrapped him in his arms.
Dean tensed for a second waiting for Castiel to freak, but then Castiel whispered in his ear. "I don't blame you for anything," he said. "Don't be so hard on yourself."
Castiel's mother put hand over her mouth and looked at her ex-husband in fear.
Zachariah went to step forward, but John stepped in front of him. "Don't you dare," he said. "Get out of my house," he said through clenched teeth.
Zachariah huffed before leaving, slamming the door behind him.
Dean finally wrapped his arms around Castiel and buried his head into the crook of his neck. 'He remembers' was the first thing to go through Dean's mind.
They pulled apart to see they both had tears in their eyes. They laughed and smiled before hugging each other once more.
Sam smiled, "You remember!"
Castiel looked at him and nodded.
Sam smiled hugging Castiel.
John smiled and glanced at Mary who had tears in her eyes. John laughed and wrapped an arm around her shoulder.
Castiel looked up at them and stepped past Sam to wrap them in a hug.
Guinevere smiled. They looked like a family...a family who had lost one of their own.
Castiel looked up and moved passed John and Mary to wrap his arms around his mother. "I love you," he whispered.
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